The drug-eating genius wizard, episode 571,
remnants of memory (4)
[It was a research that started to prepare a new test bed for the Black Consumer Project, but through this, it was learned that what can be obtained is not preservation of records, but only abandonment.]
“….”
[If you try to fix the time and space, only the self of the failed possibility will be thrown away in it. If the possibility was closed at the point of being fixed, it would be impossible to use it as a test bed for the project. No, it is rather close to backward compatibility of the project.]
The journal did not end there.
Lennok immediately turned to the next page.
[March 17. Alkaid has suggested that the results of this research be preserved in this area instead of being discarded.]
“Preservation….”
[I don’t think it’s wrong to say that there might be something to write about someday, but it probably wasn’t to get the project up and running again.]
“….”
[He is watching the world’s existence with an incredibly macroscopic and inhuman gaze. While contributing to the project more than anyone else, on the contrary, it seems that he does not expect more than anyone else. I once asked him directly about this fact.]
Kaise wasn’t the type to write down many facts on a single page of his journal, so there wasn’t that much written on each page.
I flipped through the next page without hesitation.
[He said that if you repeat countless failures, you forget the sense of success itself. It doesn’t fit, considering the countless derivative plans of the projects he has succeeded so far.] [
Anyway, the sense of the correct answer built up inside him seemed to be incomparably bloated compared to what we think. It seems that the others haven’t noticed yet, but I understand that the answer is similar to the despair that comes at the end of an infinitely ominous future.]
Kaise’s unwavering handwriting was a little disheveled.
[The project fails. The world will sink into a sea of darkness. I had to accept that fact.]
“….”
At this point, did Kaise understand that the end of the world was infinitely hopeless and that even the black consumer project was hopeless?
The journal continued from there to the next date.
[March 18. I was a bit depressed, but I felt better when I woke up after a sigh. When the world perishes, I may be gone, but wouldn’t that matter?]
“…”
Lennox was at a loss for words at the sudden and irresponsible change in style.
It was to the extent that I flipped through the pages for a while to see if the journal had been ripped off or reversed in the middle.
[Those who couldn’t overcome the feeling of despair that came from time to time gave up and left the research. Perhaps they headed for the central city, the only place on this continent where rest exists.]
Arsnova, the central city.
Lennok saw the word and stopped turning his hand for a moment.
The truth about the project obtained in the decisive battle against Madrid Onion.
The evil that the failure of the Black Consumer Project destroyed the central city.
[The aristocrats of Arsnova pretend not to know, but it is self-evident that Yorta’s Mangwi Night and Makina’s Gate of Ascension are to some extent the result of them. It must have been not enough to create an existence that failed to ascend and play a joke on cause and effect.]
“…[
It was not called the prestige of the central city by obtaining the continent’s most fertile grain belt. The adage that one third of the continents is central. Maybe even the ending of this world-]
The journal was cut off there, and all the remaining pages were blank.
The only odd thing was that the last page had been ripped out as if someone had ripped it out.
the end of this world. Secrets of the Central City.
Did Kaise leave without leaving that crucial clue in this journal?
The moment Lennok checked the blanks left in the journal and gently touched the pages.
“It means that one of the three endings left in this world existed in Arsnova.”
A voice came from behind.
It was as if he was explaining the empty spaces in Kaise’s research journal instead.
“….”
Despite the unexpected tone, Lennok was not surprised.
She knew from the start that he had no intention of attacking her.
A young man in a tuxedo caught Lennok’s eyes as he slowly turned his gaze away.
A strange expression with a slim physique and a friendly smile. Her beautiful white blonde hair is impressive.
Wearing a long bowler hat and holding a wand in a hand clad in white gloves, he looked like a magician taking part in a show.
He looked at Lennok, took off his hat with a sluggish hand, and bowed slowly with an exaggerated gesture.
“Nice to meet you, Van. Now I can finally say hello.”
“Who is it?”
“Unofficial external advisor to the Central Council of City Government.”
The young man stood up with a smile and said.
“And he is the herald representing the will of the Senate.”
“….”
“I have many names, but if you call me Silford, I think it will suffice.”
An insider with feet on both the Central Council and the Senate.
Does being a herald mean, after all, a superman who acts on behalf of the will of the city?
And Lennok knew of one of those he had defeated who held a similar position.
“It seems that the successor to Onion in Madrid has been decided.”
“Exactly. Are you feeling good?”
Silford, a young man who winked and winked, grinned and nodded.
“Originally, you, who personally defeated Onion, were considered as a strong candidate, but as the closed area situation broke out and your whereabouts became unknown, the opportunity returned to me as well.”
“….”
A light and pleasant tone. Tone and tone that were even comical.
However, Lennok was aware that, in contrast to his opponent’s light appearance, the young man had attained the status of a great warrior and magician at the same time.
At first glance, it is similar to the clown who went mad to deceive his hierarchy, but it is completely different.
A friendly tone and respectful attitude are a mask to thoroughly control oneself.
Perhaps what is hidden there belongs to a slayer accustomed to blood and battle.
“The reason I gave you information that wasn’t written in Kaise’s journal is to thank you for that fact.”
Silford laughed and adjusted his hat again.
“Because the third ending that is said to have existed in Arsnova was only vaguely guessed by Kaise at that time.”
“….”
“Kaise recorded his guesses in his journal and left them several times…The Senate has been faithfully recovering that maintenance.”
He pointed to the journal Lennok was holding with his white-gloved hand.
“And that is one of the duties that those who hold the position of herald must fulfill.”
“It is an obligation to resolve….”
After listening to that point, Lennok realized what kind of person he was and why he was chosen as Onion’s successor at this point.
“As expected, you were also involved in the Black Consumer Project.”
The young man in front of him is also a strong man with a tremendous history to the extent that he participated in the black consumer project decades ago, and is one of the people involved in the incident.
That is why, as soon as Onion died, he was able to take over the position of commander of the Senate and engage in external activities.
“Hmm, rather than being related….”
Silford, who was fiddling with the brim of his hat with an embarrassing smile, spoke.
“At the time, those who stayed in the Balkans had no choice but to get involved with Kaise in some way. Cooperate with him or antagonize him… … I was more of the former.”
“You cooperated on the project, but you weren’t involved?”
“Because Kaise’s will was too big to ignore. Isn’t it foolish to play a joke by putting the existence of the world on the scale of success and failure?”
Silford giggled amusedly and clicked his wand slowly.
“As I said before, I came today to retrieve Kaise’s research journal….”
sereung!!
The shape of a sharp blade faintly revealed between the cane handles.
While Lennok looked at it and deepened his gaze, Silford casually hid the blade and said,
“Aaaaa very special!! I’ll pretend I didn’t see it today and move on.”
“….”
“Eh? The reaction is not as good as expected? I am doing my duty to you, who handed over this position.”
“As Onion’s successor, acting on behalf of the Senate? take no interest.”
Lennok replied sullenly.
“If I were tied up and had my nose pierced, I wouldn’t be able to move like I do now. I don’t want those restraints or shackles.”
Municipal Central Council. Or, as a member of the Senate, the opportunity to observe them up close is not a waste.
However, if you join hands with them as a class, you will have to give up a lot of the freedom and authority you gained in the shadows.
As long as it moves under their supervision, it will be difficult to play around with various identities like now.
Because Lennok knew that, he had no regrets about the position.
At this point, when the status is divided into several parts, it is not half of the process to climb the line of the central assembly.
There was no need to cling to Silford’s position as Evan, a researcher who had suddenly attracted the attention of the superiors through the announcement of anti-gravity technology, was already seizing the opportunity there.
“okay…. Hmm, I thought you would like it if it was the condition of boldly giving up the first mission.”
Silford, his shoulders drooping with a sullen look, grumbled, and Lennok laughed.
“I don’t know why you pretend to be patronizing. Didn’t you already guess the contents of the research journal and thought that it was not worth securing?
“….”
“It seems that the calculations have been completed by the time you talked to me, but if you thought you wouldn’t notice, that would be even weirder.”
Lennok had no intention of accepting a favor from someone he had never seen before.
“You should have noticed long ago that the radiation exposure in the closed area was over, and it would be over if you just reported it to the upper level. You only came to see me to figure out what happened here in advance.”
Lennok’s eyes shone coldly as he looked at the smiling Silford.
“That’s probably because I want to see how much more I know about Kaise.”
“…There is no hesitation in his words and actions. As you’ve heard, it’s incredibly clever.”
Silford let out a light sigh, slowly tossing off one of his gloves and grinning.
“But if you’re so frank, sometimes you’re going to be hated by fools.”
At the moment the young man touched the air with his bare hand without gloves, a platinum-colored halo of light burst out from his fingertips and enveloped Lennok.
damn!!
The color of platinum ore, which draws in the magic that flows around Lennok, as if the force itself that exists in space and time is drawn.
However, Lennok ignored the unknown magic that gripped his body and stared into his eyes.
“I’ve only encountered magic powers similar to this once.”
Oliviera Lone Maze’s Mystic Eye, which she offered as a reward in her lab.
The magical power that flowed from the object that was said to be the pupil of the commander of the central city is flowing equally from Silford’s fingertips.
“In addition to the name Silford…Did you really think I didn’t know who that name meant?”
A corrupted ascendant who shot his body at a foreign god through the handbook well.
Gyebaek Aurel Silford.
Lennok never forgot the name for a moment.
The two facts that originated from the young man point to only one thing.
“The nobility of the central city. He is also from a very high class.”
Lennok asked.
“Isn’t it possible that you gave me information about Arsnova because you were from that city?”
“….”
For an instant, the expression disappeared from Silford’s face.
The moment Lennok said that, the brilliance that bound him disappeared like a lie.
wickedness!!
The young man, who had been adjusting the brim of his hat with his head slightly lowered, adjusted his gloves again with a slow hand.
“Whoops…. Is this why you can’t sit sick with smart friends for a long time?”
Silford, who regained his composure like a lie, smiled at Lennok and shook his head.
“Today we will end here. I’m not the only one who was appointed as Onion’s successor, and there will be many opportunities for us to meet in the future.”
After saying that, Silford stopped walking and added a word as if he remembered something.
“But you’d better be careful, Van.”
“What do you mean?”
“You said that people at that time either cooperated with or were against Kaise.”
said the young man, narrowing his eyes.
“Those who were hostile to Kaise still survive and live in the Senate and Council.”
“….”
“There are people everywhere who don’t like the truth. Today, you have come very close to the secret and have undoubtedly obtained a fragment of the truth… … .”
The moment he shakes the tuxedo suit, Silford’s body slowly fades on the spot.
The young man laughed as he disappeared as if melting into thin air.
“Someone would be very upset about that.”
Squeaky!!
The young man’s body scatters and disappears from the spot, as if he is hidden between the curtains of an invisible space.
The messenger who was appointed as Onion’s successor was a clever and mysterious person who could not read his thoughts.
The fact that such a strong man has finally come to the fore is proof that he has returned after leaving the Balkans for quite a long time.
Lennok’s eyes narrowed coldly.
‘A noble from the central city who uses the same last name as Gyebaek… … .’
Lennok, who personally dismantled the fallen Ascendant’s Giath, knew that even his relatives were sacrificed in Arsnova to make the Gyebaek.
In the process, those with the same surname Silford must have been consumed as sacrifices to challenge Gyebaek’s ascension.
Nevertheless, is it a coincidence that a self-proclaimed Silford still survives and roams the continent?
However, Lennok put aside such worries for a while and opened the journal he had covered.
There was no other reason for stopping the journal investigation at the point of recognizing Silford’s existence.
It’s the research journal that Kaise left behind. It was because he intuited that something else was hidden here, not just the secrets of the central city.
If the last page of the research journal, which had not been touched by anyone for decades, had been ripped off, the culprit would be none other than Kaise himself, who wrote the journal.
Kaise had taken special measures to ensure that only those who knew his secret could see the last page of the journal.
‘The method itself wouldn’t have changed. Considering the traces left here, perhaps… … .’
Gather some of Kaise’s blood, which was used to track the control room, and carefully apply it to the last torn page of the journal.
support position… … !!
As if the pages of a diary that had been forcibly torn are regenerated in reverse time, they slowly form fibers and stick to the end of the journal.
What filled up the last page of the journal was not the words left by Kaise, but a certain picture.
An elaborate design drawing the shape of a huge room.
The shape of unknown numbers scribbled under the blueprint.
[135472522654. 324715284163.]
“Is it a ciphertext?”
[Looking at the format of the numbers, I don’t think they’ve been twisted that complicated.]
Darby, who perked her ears up in her arms, saw the numbers and immediately inferred the correct answer.
[There are a limited number of fields that use numbers with units this large. Among them, if the digits of the two numbers are the same, it must be the standard coordinates in planetary units using a coordinate system in billions.]
Darby, who raised a holographic map in front of Lennok’s eyes, quickly began tracking based on the hypothesis.
[If you set March 15th, 17th, 18th, and 21st, which is estimated to be the date of writing the journal, as a standard, and enter the coordinate calculation centering on Balkan, there are four candidate sites converted according to the date. And among them, the area that is estimated to be the most significant analysis result is….]
“…Machine City Makina.”
Lennok’s eyes sank deeply as he checked the location marked with a red dot on the map.
Unlike the other three candidate sites, the coordinates based on March 21 were pointing to the name of a certain city.
“I see. The reason why I left my journal in the area where I finished my research in the first place….”
Kaise didn’t just abandon this area after his space-time fixation research failed.
The secret of Arsnova, the central city, that I came to know through Alkaid when my research failed.
An extension of the Black Consumer Project.
Kaise had hidden the clue and destination on the last page to prove his guess he had left in his journal.
